Camp NaNoWriMo is fast approaching, getting ready to type, and getting ready to blow your mind
— Stephen Y (@writeryuii) March 28, 2014
Anyway, Camp NaNoWriMo, as they branded it, is an escape to write wildly with a goal set by yourself. It sounds liberating at first, but not quite. For an writer barely starting out as myself, I still had no sense of scale, and don't even bother estimating how many words the writing would go (either too long or too short), so I decided to stick to the factory default, the golden 50,000 words. Be I an overachiever, or underachiever, I would be able to see how much I've improved since last November since my first took part in NaNoWriMo.
I mostly write stories without a general planning but a few essential core ideas in hearts, while as during NaNoWriMo, I tend to prepare myself in any extend as much as possible so as to anticipate the unforeseeable barriers and difficulties. And surely it worked very well, and I was able to write over 50,000 in only 14 days and nights. It was a selfless experience, of typing so many words in so little time, without minding the general context or the story or the flaws or the cliché.
I take NaNoWriMo as an escape to the greater good of writing, of being unconscious of my flaws and weakness and focused solely on my strengthen, in order to challenge my mind's durability on writing long prose.
And without winking, I signed up for Camp NaNoWriMo when the invitation email dropped by my Google Now.
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